Sweet Love Contract novel Chapter 54

Wanda's face darkened immediately and turned around.

With a smile on his face, Aaron said, "proprietress, what kind of good food do you have here? Serve them all."

"No problem. Well, this You should be her guest, right? Anyway, the people who can enter No.3 Mansion are all rich and powerful. Her debt is nothing for you"

"Well, how much does her uncle owe you?"

Wanda stretched out her hand to stop Aaron. How could she owe him one more favor?

"Hey, not much." The proprietress walked up to them and pulled Wanda's hand away. "In fact, it's only four thousand..."

"How is that possible?" Wanda suddenly stood up. In a place like this, no matter how extravagant a meal was, it wouldn't cost more than fifty dollars. Not to mention that her uncle, who had always been poor, wasn't very particular about food. How could he spend four thousand dollars here in less than two months?

"Why is it impossible? Do you think I'm fooling you? Come on, I've set them down to my bill book. Every consumption has your uncle's signature on it. His writings are like a dog's bite. You should know him. " The proprietress turned around and walked towards the counter.

With red eyes, Wanda looked at Aaron and said softly, "leave him alone We had done our best. Let's go... "

Aaron gently patted the back of her hand and said with a smile, "don't worry. Just take it as I lent it to you. Didn't you hear what the proprietress said just now that the income of No.3 Mansion is high? I'm not afraid that you will welsh on me."

He was joking to make Wanda happy. What the proprietress said just now might not hurt her most. It was her uncle who made her sad. He sold her to Quincy to pay off his debt, but he didn't feel guilty at all. Instead, he ate and drank here after Wanda left. She had been worried about how he got through without her making money for him.

Now that she knew he was living such a carefree life, she should rest assured.

Aaron turned to look at the proprietress and said, "since you are not afraid that she will welsh, could you please serve our dishes first? My girlfriend is hungry."

"Girlfriend?" The proprietress put the bill book on the table with doubt. Before she left, she turned around and said, "don't destroy the evidence. This is just a copy."

Looking at the signature on the bill book helplessly, which was indeed her uncle's handwriting, Wanda sobbed and asked, "how did he do it? Don't you feel any guilt for selling me? "